ive been sat here for the last few
minutes trying to come to terms
with the message you just sent me.
the words, they cut deep; i dont
want you to leave me. i look at the
timing, and notice how it came through
an hour ago.
you're gunna be long gone now.
.
i guess it didnt seem like it at all,
through the months we knew each
other, but i really did care about you,
ya know? and from the day i turned
you down, ive been feeling really shit
because i know that broke you down.
a lot more than you'd care to admit.
.
and i know i told you once that we
were soul mates; i didnt lie. i honestly
did think that, and still do now, somewhere
deep inside me. maybe not like a relationship
soul mates, but more of the hearts bound
together forever kind of soul mates. i dont
think im making much sense here, but to be
honest, im quite upset and i just wish you'd
come back.
yet i know you wont.
.
it sucks you're leaving, wait no scratch that
you've already left. i'd doubt you'll even
read this, let alone see it. but i still wanted
to write this, maybe hoping that one day
you might see it and think of me, maybe
possibly.
.
i just want you to know that when i said
i loved you, i wasnt lying. and i know
when you ended your message with the
same words, i knew you meant it too.
.
there was just something about you, that
drew me to you. maybe the way you spoke
or said limited words. i didnt know much about
you, yet i felt like i'd grown up with you.
you didnt like to talk about you or your problems
but that never stopped me knowing you had them.
i just wanted to help you; i wish you'd of let me in.
.
and now i sit here and i know you're already
gone, i can feel it in my heart thats beating
rapidly from the pain of your departure. and
i know its not like it was a suicide note or anything,
but then again, how would i know?
you did mention you'd never be coming back
i mean, that could have hidden meanings.
maybe im just looking into it too much; im sorry
its something i do a lot since Verity and her note.
.
im not going to reply to your message, is there
any point? i dont think so. you're already gone.
but maybe your friend will tell you about this,
or maybe not depending if you have contact
with them or not.
whatever the outcome, im really sad to see
you go. i just wish i had been on an hour ago
maybe then i could have stopped you, but thats
just being selfish of me as usual, aye?
.
i guess i don't really blame you from leaving.
i know why you're gone, i just wish now i had
said all the things i was supposed to say but
surprisingly didn't have the balls to admit
out loud.
but then remember when i said that wishes
dont come true? its too late to wish now
its all over.
you're not coming back. just like my mum
isnt, nor my dad. verity wont wake from the
dead and my hamster wont get reastructed
from the dead..
.
[ i was trying to make you laugh with the
whole hamster thing, but i guess it didnt
really work out well. im terrible at telling
jokes]
i really miss you.
already, and its only been a few minutes
since i read the message. oh how will i
cope?
.
goodbye, my friend. thank you for all
the good times, the laughs and the
jokes. the swapping music and lovely
words. the change of scenery from the
sadness i had become suited too. you
made me feel better, even though i
never told you that. im really bad at this.
at goodbyes, i mean.
i dont like goodbyes.
they're so shit.
.
i still haven't read your book, but i think
maybe tonight that'll be on my agenda
i guess i have nothing else to do, other
than smoke a blunt and get wasted
on all the alcohol.
what a fun night im in for, i just wish
id wake up and all of this was a dream
but i guess i'll get over it sometime
[i wont]
and i know you'll find someone better
than me, because everyone does.
everyones better than me.
.
thank you for everything, best friend.
i love you.
- a very upset ethan
x
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